Day 2 I woke up the next morning in my tent with Courtney nestled in beside me, her naked body pressing against my mine under the covers. While my mind needed a few seconds to orientate myself to my surroundings, my cock was way ahead of me, and I had a serious hard-on which pressed against Courtney's ass. While Courtney was still dozing, I slipped my arm...
A member of a Twitter writers’ community asked how authors should present their social and political ideals in their work. I responded to only include them if they are relevant to the story; not to hit readers over the head with them. So I apologize in advance if you have a headache from reading this. If you’re a troll, I’m sure you’ll find a lot of material...
Cindy woke up on her cot, she realized she was holding Sky's hand. "Hey babe." Cindy said. "Hey ya back slut." Sky said. "Drop your cocks and grab your socks." Pearl said climbing off her cot. "You whores need to wash your cunts." Pearl told the pair. "You can say that again." Cindy said pointing to her cot where her pussy and ass had leaked onto the ma...
The Shiny Red Apple, Dollie's dilemma, and cell phones We never get tired of people watchin or being watched by people. Admit it, you are a people watcher too. An afternoon ride and chance to check out a few quaint old timey taverns and shops reminded me of how our lives have changed. Recently we stopped at a small bar in a small town not far away. Love...
[These two stories have virtually nothing in common but their category, which is why they make a nice contrast -- the darkened play room, the brightly sunlit grass.] Good For One Thing "Men are only good for one thing," I explained to June. The pretty blonde crinkled her brow. "But I thought you were independently wealthy," she said after a moment of thin...
Party planner Margo sits on the job. Heath's date with his High School Spanish teacher gets out of hand, especially when the cops get called. ***** 11:00 AM, Saturday Lunch rush at Hilltop Restaurant, Wildwood Pennsylvania. Hectic! "Oh my God! I'm pulling my extensions out." Kwikki N'Dolla found herself overwhelmed by so many tables to take care of. Her...
SURPRISE DRESS UP PARTNER The following stories are true with the exception of relocating where most of it happened. This story took place in the late 1990's, nearly twenty years ago. Many people in these stories have also died long ago. Everything has changed, including us, so the stories can now be told. Still I decided to alter where most of it happene...
Well, I thought I might as well enjoy myself. I had Snakes in mind when I wrote this. It didn't take long to do. I just imagined him having a good time. It'll be worth the grin. GA - Ranong, Thailand - 23rd March 2014. In his mind he's the tattooed biker, a badass one-percenter who never backs down and who never, ever takes shit from anybody. He's upsta...
The man walked right past him with what looked like a baseball bat in his hands and wound up to hit another fellow who was a few feet away in the back of the head. Chad kicked out at the side of assailant's knee and felt it crack. The man fell to the floor and before he could do anything more than scream Chad was standing over him with his big boot planted...
Sassy's Grave was the local bar and grill located at Jupiter Avenue, one of the roughest neighborhoods in town. Its top patrons were the local biker gang known as the Hurricanes. Jupiter Avenue was their territory and nobody dared to take it from them. They were their own little mafia; murder, blackmail, extortion, prostitution, drugs, the list went on and o...